Mississippi Blues
Page 33
“Who’s it from?” Rafe asked, cocking an eyebrow as he perused the front of the envelope.
“I don’t know.”
“Hmm,” Rafe mumbled. He hated envelopes and packages that arrived without return addresses. In his field, though, they were common. Informants and witnesses often wanted to shield their true identities.
“It’s been checked with a wand,” Jamie said.
“That’s reassuring,” Rafe said, casting a glance at the girl who was too smart and too plain for her own good.
Tony cleared his throat. “Surprise package?”
Without comment, Rafe ripped open an end. Inside was another smaller padded envelope with a sticker. Printed in red were the words, “Caution: Dry Ice.”
After tearing open the end of the small envelope, Rafe spilled the contents on his desk.
A finger, cleanly severed, lay atop a mountain of papers.
“Holy shit!” Tony yelled.
Jamie, covering her mouth with her hands, raced out of the office.
Rafe stared at the finger, speechless.
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